| From the ancient race of the immortals | |
| We enjoy the moon, us its eternal vassals | |
| Pondering our lost humanity | |
| Forever fated to wander the obscurity | |
| Hunters....hunted...harmony found in silence | |
| Breath the fresh air os the sleeping pinetrees | |
| Levitate our thoughts to the high branches | |
| Buried under the snow | |
| Pure and white as an untouched young women | |
| An erotic masquerade of soft promises | |
| Elegants and charming are we to their eyes | |
| With unnerving ease those weak beings we fool | |
| To satisfy the needs of our blood-hungry souls | |
| Ah! The bless that is to come | |
| For we pass as a gentle breeze born of strife | |
| A benediction is the journey into unlife | |
| Thus, we deliver it with a final parting kiss | |
| Oh sweet night we cherish you | |
| Let us dance under your glorious black wings | |
| Oh sweet night we hear your cries | |
| This symphony of tranquility inspiring grand bewitching waltz | |
| Oh sweet night we cherish you | |
| Les us be thou companions of suffering | |
| Oh sweet night we hear your summon | |
| This beautiful music brought forth by the wolves hymn | |
| Sumptuous feast of pale virgins | |
| Nudes under the gleam of the | |
| Silverorb | |
| In a foggy glade of a dim mounful forest | |
| Rejoicing under the pipes of satyres [Fyrenias:] "Beyond pleasure in this night of erotism Filled with delightful melodies and bloody carresses" | |
| To the perfects, we present immortality | |
| Enjoint with the powers of the night | |
| For the dark gift possess a fondness for beauty | |
| Only for those inspiring orgasm on sight | |
| Oh sweet night we cherish you | |
| Take us toward far off horizons | |
| Oh sweet night we heard your call | |
| Where dawn is no more, forever lost in time | |
| The promised | |
| Land of darkness | |
| Whispered of only in old rituals |